He Teng lifted his foot and walked towards the Dead River.
Sima Bei looked coldly at He Teng from the side with a hint of mockery in his eyes.
Very soon, He Teng's foot stepped into the Dead River. The moment his foot touched it, his face instantly twisted. The extreme pain made his entire body tremble!
"Ah!!!"
Finally, He Teng couldn't help but raise his head and roar. He hurriedly crawled back to the shore, his face full of lingering fear.
At this time, He Teng's feet had been completely corroded. He thought that he could withstand the pain, but his face was full of fear.
"What? Didn't you say that Xiao Hai could do it? Can you do it too?" Sima Bei raised his eyebrows and ridiculed.
He Teng didn't say a word. He only felt a chill on his back.
This kind of pain wasn't something that a human could endure.
He even felt that staying in this Dead River for half a second wasn't as satisfying as dying immediately.